[Completed novella: Imperial Monarchy- starting from chapter 63 where the mafia king ended.] A/N: besties, if u choose to read this story, know that this story is being edited, read at your own risk! I warned you! --------------------------------------- i had to look up at him since he was so close to me. i backed up hitting the wall, his body pressed on mine. "you want to know why i get all worked up when i see other guys around you? do you want to know why i get so angry when you treat other guys so innocently?" i nodded my head he groaned & ran a hand through his hair "you really are clueless aren't you!" when i didn't reply he spoke again "because you make me feel things aurora! i cant control myself! every time i see another guy around you i want to rip them to shreds!" he yelled "why on earth would you feel things?! you don't even like me Leo!" i retorted "I DO!" --------------------------------- an angel meets a devil. They both were so different yet so similar. In the end they both learned the same lesson; that Love is a strength not a weakness. this story is set in a Dystopian era Where Mafias, Gangs & Mobs gained control over everything. They flipped the world upside down creating their own system. the only way to survive is to abide by their rules. Aurora Amherst. a 21 year old girl. Kind, compassionate and has a strange sense of humor. Enjoys hacking for fun. isn't scared to speak her mind. Leonidas Gambino. Leader of the Sicilian Italian Mafia; the strongest mafia on this earth. He is brutal, violent and without an ounce of mercy in his body. He is the description of the devil. He controls everything from the down low. what happens when she hacks into his Mafia's system "accidently"? This is their story. ~TW: contains dumbass M.C Very toxic, bipolar but hot love interest lastly, fights with google translate Note: there's no smutt (this story is PG)

Kiara is an assassin. Born in the industry, she knows her work better than anyone else and she's the best that her clan has. Kiara has never failed a mission in her life and never plans to. But this mission is different than the others. More difficult - dangerous, even. Her newest task was to get rid of the Prime Minister of England's son, Niklaus St. Clair. At first it seemed easy to her seeing how she has killed many presidents and prime ministers, and many of their eldest sons, so why was this one so different? Besides his face of zero flaws, and his muscular body and rock-hard abs, and that oh-so-sexy accent she involuntarily fall for - oh, and the fact he has many dark secrets of his own. She calls him an arrogant brute. He calls her his feisty kitten. So what happens when their first encounter ends up with her trapped between a wall and his body instead?

There is a fine line between love and obsession... When eighteen-year-old Olivia Colton is advised to intern at the company where her father works, she jumps at the opportunity unaware of what awaited her. The brooding and handsome thirty-two-year-old CEO of Sirius CO, Alexander Sirius, allows one of his employee's daughter to intern at his office but when he sets eyes upon her, he is overcome by an unusually strong sense of possessive instincts... For him, she was already his... For her, he was the forbidden fruit she could never taste... CREDITS TO @xvioletinex FOR THE AMAZING COVER.

"Shut up" He moved back eyeing me lustfully. I stood there nervously but didn't say anything. "Strip" I looked up at him like he was crazy but before I could protest I stopped myself. I looked into his eyes and it was as if they were silently daring me to disobey him. I looked down as I quickly undid the ribbon that held my maid uniform together. He came closer to me and traced his hands over my body "Now are you ready to have some fun?" I looked up at him again "Yes Master"

[MATURE CONTENT] a rumpelstiltskin retelling #1 in the ODD FAIRYTALES series "Do you enjoy torturing me?" He asked on a groan as his hand travelled from my inner thigh to further upwards, finding me sans panties. "Only-" I breathed raggedly as he began tracing my slit with gentle strokes with not enough pressure to relieve me of the burn charging my core. "- when it suits." "Well," he said, finger dipping inside me, making me cling to his shoulders. "For your trouble, I'm about to fuck you so hard they'll write about us." "Like a fairytale?" I asked on a whisper, amusement dancing in my voice as I stared into his glowing golden eyes. "Be careful," he warned, ducking his head until I felt his hair brush my face. His lips were a millimetre from my ear, his breath making something thrum within me. "The ending will make you scream." I didn't doubt that.

In which a girl gets kidnapped by one of the closest friends she's ever had. When Lana wakes up with no memory of what happened to her, she discovers that she has been kidnapped. But not only that, it's by the brother of her childhood sweetheart. Stranded in the middle of a forest with nothing but trees, endless hours, and her confusing captor, it's up to her to find a way to escape. #5 in mystery-thriller (6/07/20) #19 in shortstory (15/01/2021) Copyright © 2018 by MeowTheCatSays. All rights reserved.

It's not everyday that the God of the Underworld sneaks into your bedroom and steals your panties. It's not everyday that you offer your soul to the God of the Underworld in order to spare your mothers. It's not everyday that you become roommates with the God of the underworld. Clearly I'm having a weird day.

gangster ˈɡaŋstə/ noun a member of a gang of violent criminals. † For some reason Marilyn Rhodes manages to catch the eye of Sin Salvatore, the most notorious gang leader of his time. Too bad he already has a girlfriend.

"Follow me," he said gruffly. "But I- ," I stopped when I saw the dark look he gave me. Instead I just looked down and quietly followed him. Once we reached his office I walked inside and immediately shuttered at the draft. Promptly the door slammed shut causing me to jump and it followed by the clicking of the lock. I swallowed the lump down my throat, an ounce of fear trickling through me. "What did I say about running?" He asked in a low, husky voice. "No running," whispered back, not sure if he heard. "And, do you remember what I said would happen next time I caught you running?" He asked. I nodded, my heart thumping extremely loudly in my chest. "Excellent, now bend over the desk," he ordered.